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Who: Millicent Bulstrode and Seamus Finnigan
What: Millicent tries to find a dress
When: Today, around mid afternoon.
Where: shopping in London
Rating: PG-13 for swearing cause it's Millicent.
Status: Closed.



The weather almost seemed to be reflecting Millicent's mood -- miserable and gloomy as a storm front moved through London. She ended up promising herself she'd go out and find something to wear to the ball, even though she didn't want to go and make even the attempt. It was either she found a dress or she was sure her mum would find something. She locked up the cauldron shop behind her as she left, heading out and into the bustling streets.

To say she had no idea where to begin was an understatement. All she had to go by for dresses is a vague idea what size she'd be by now and a list of shops her sister owled to her. To be honest, Millicent was still struggling to see the point in even attempting to go. The thought that she'd be accompanied by Adrian was enough to sour her expression again. 'Well, I don't have to go with him actually,' she thought as she passed people by on the street, 'He can go piss off and find someone to bother while I raid the fuckin bar.'

Millicent stopped awkwardly in front of one of the shops, staring down at the paper then up at the mannequins in the window in bright feminine garb. She took a breath, not even noticing how extremely awkward it was to be standing randomly still midst a sidewalk outside a shop. All she had to do was go in and try to find a dress, right? Not hard at all. Midst her psyching herself up, she turned to head to the glass doors and ran smack dab into someone,

"Shit!"